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A Paradisaical Realm

“The silvery dusk, of that chiseled hour, had deep harmonies all unsaid,

The euphonious twilight, was ambiguous, but the amour can never be misread.”



A lover of God's creations, a professional by choice but a writer driven by passion. Infinity is the word that makes me wonder where we belong to and that makes me write. A dental surgeon, nutritionist, dietitian, content writer, lover of French language, i believe that life is a process of continuous exploring and learning.

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